Alphonse's Letter

"G-grandfather…?!" I mumbled in disbelief as the carriage took me further away from Anabelle.

She smiled lovingly at me, as she waved. I was too stunned to reciprocate her energy, as I waved with my mind in a stunned state.

While her answer explained a lot of things, it brought about even more questions. To think my own grandfather had been my tutor for so long, and I was left unaware.

"Mum calls him Alphonse… I called him that too. Other than the slight display of affection they displayed once in a while, I couldn't sense any kind of family bond…"

Still mumbling to myself, I looked at the book she had given me before I left. Rubbing the cover slightly with my hand, I calmed myself. There had to be a reason for them to have hidden it from me.

After I calmed down a little, I looked out the window and caught one final glimpse of Anabelle, as well as the few members of our household that saw me off.